DEAR EVERYONE,— “Plop” went Bone into the sea and taking hold of the sky-rocket stick, he shouted at the top of his voice. Up in the bubble balloon Johnny and Joan, and the little gnome, Rub-eye, were quite helpless to help poor little Bone. “Man Overboard” screamed Biddy the Macaw. “Oh! How can we save him?” sobbod Joan. “Bah, I knew that pup would do something silly,” cried Biddy, who was circling around the top of the balloon. Then she did something ten times sillier herself—she tried to perch on the balloon for rest. No soap bubble even a fairy one—can stand a parrot perched on it. “Pop!!” it went, and Johnny, Jean, and Rub-eye, were hurtled downwards to-wards the sea Things are getting exciting, aren’t they? PETER PAN.

Waikato Times, Volume 121, Issue 20266, 7 August 1937, Page 21 (Supplement)

DEAR EVERYONE, — “Plop” went Bone into the sea and taking hold of the sky-rocket stick, he shouted at the top of his voice. Up in the bubble balloon Johnny and Joan, and the little gnome, Rub-eye, were quite helpless to help poor little Bone. “Man Overboard” screamed Biddy the Macaw. “Oh! How can we save him?” sobbod Joan. “Bah, I knew that pup would do something silly,” cried Biddy, who was circling around the top of the balloon. Then she did something ten times sillier herself—she tried to perch on the balloon for rest. No soap bubble even a fairy one—can stand a parrot perched on it. “Pop!!” it went, and Johnny, Jean, and Rub-eye, were hurtled downwards to-wards the sea Things are getting exciting, aren’t they? PETER PAN.